Lletres: Seabear. Owl Waltz.

It?s hard to wake up
When you?re not sleeping
It?s hard to make it mean something
When it means nothing at all

Hear a call he made
I slept for a year until
I pulled your hair

I fell down the stairs
So glad I found you there
Time to forget
Your mistakes and regrets

Sometimes I swore
You?re in my house
Was a trap too

And I had black nights
When my hope had died
You, you?re a friendly knife

So I let the werewolf out
I let the [Incomprehensible] have their way
I?ve looked down on you
From my mountain, I slept by your feet

And when you come out
With your strong winter moon to drown in sound
And I?ll sleep nor lie
When your happy tide twist ashore on the frozen ground
It?s your hollow now so many would dream about

Some nights I swear
There was magic in the air